Mother Ding's eyes widened and her grip on Gong Baoxia tightened. "Really? That's great! Baoxia, then you will be a member of the Ding family from now on!"
Ding Yong was also a little emotional. "Baoxia, I will definitely not let you regret it! I will love you well, and my mother will also love you well!"
Gong Baoxia felt a surge of warmth in her heart when she heard this, and she nodded affirmatively. "Yes, yes!"
Ding's Mother's eyes flashed with excitement and anticipation. She asked tentatively, "Then when are we going to hold the banquet?"
Even though there were no betrothal gifts or anything, the banquet still had to be arranged. After all, it was her son's wedding, the villagers had to know about it.
Gong Baoxia hesitated for a moment. "Anytime is fine, but I have to go home first."
Mother Ding thought of mother gong and nodded in understanding. "Okay."
A few days later, Ding Yong and Gong Baoxia held the banquet. Without the betrothal gifts, the four gifts, and the main house, they still got married. Even though Mother Gong was very dissatisfied with the wedding, she still came to the banquet with a straight face for the sake of her relationship with Chen Zhiguo. During the banquet, she only chatted with Ding Jun and Chen Zhiguo.
Ding Jun looked at Gong Baoxia, who was wearing a bright red wedding gown and smiling like a flower on the stage, and she sighed softly. After marrying into the Ding family, she would have a difficult life in the future with a mother-in-law like Mother Ding.
Chen Zhiguo noticed that Ding Jun was a little disappointed. He gently shook her hand and said gently in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
Ding Jun smiled gently. "Nothing."
People had to bear the consequences of their decisions. It was their personal choice. No matter what Gong Baoxia faced in the future, she had to bear it herself. Perhaps this was fate.
On the second day of the wedding, Gong Baoxia looked at Ding Yong beside her happily and smiled from the bottom of her heart. They were finally married. Ding Yong looked at Gong Baoxia and curled his lips. He gently kissed her forehead. "Baoxia, I will treat you well for the rest of my life."
Gong Baoxia nodded. "Yes, yes!"
Ding Yong seemed to remember something and his eyes were filled with reluctance. "I have to go to work today. I have to go to the neighboring village to help build a house. I have to leave early in the morning and come back at night. You have to wait for me to come back obediently."
Gong Baoxia tugged at Ding Yong's collar. She was also a little reluctant, but she smiled. "Okay, Ding Yong wants to earn money for our future babies!"
Ding Yong chuckled a few times and did not say anything else.
The moment Ding Yong left, Mother Ding glared at Gong Baoxia. Gong Baoxia's eyes were filled with doubt. "Mother, what's wrong?"
Mother Ding's eyelids twitched, her eyes were filled with disdain and impatience. "What's wrong? What did your mother teach you? Didn't she tell you that new wives should be more diligent? Keep your eyes open! Don't eat, drink, and sleep all day like a pig!"
Gong Baoxia was at a loss. "Mother, there's nothing to wash for the time being. I've washed the dishes and swept the floor."
Mother Ding frowned. Without waiting for Gong Baoxia to finish, she shouted, "Aiyo, that's amazing. You're tired already? You only did so little work. What's the point of marrying you? Don't be so spoiled like a young lady all day long. If you come to our house, you'll have to do more work. Go chop firewood in the yard!"
Gong Baoxia's chest felt stuffy. She was a little surprised when she heard the last sentence. "Mother, I've never chopped firewood before, and there's still a lot of firewood."
Usually, the firewood was chopped by the men in the house. Ding Yong had also chopped a few piles a few days ago.
"If you haven't chopped it, you won't learn! So what if we still have firewood? It's going to be winter soon. Is that enough firewood? Are you still thinking of asking Ding Yong to chop them? He's my son, and he's not here to serve you. When I was a new wife, I also chopped firewood. Do you think you're special? Chop it quickly!"
Mother Ding glared fiercely at Gong Baoxia, her tone filled with impatience. Gong Baoxia was immediately shocked. She thought that a few days ago, Mother Ding had held her hand and said how she would treat her well. Now, she was deliberately making things difficult for her.
Gong Baoxia immediately felt disappointed. However, she was already married. As long as Ding Yong treated her well, she would be fine. Although there were tears in her eyes, Gong Baoxia still obediently went to the courtyard, she began to chop the firewood one by one.